A soul in flight soars above the grimy midnight mist only to be swallowed by audacious moonlight droplets.
Heart, mind and artery
skip seamlessly across a canvass wet and damp,
soaking up the wild blue mildew spot flood.
Chair yoga skeleton figure,
quaking in mid-air,
much to the chagrin of startled night owls.
Baby moth or butterfly swept up by artic gusts,
the rainbow in my psyche whirls around the neon signage.
Blood red flash alert,
wee small hours traffic signal vaulter that I am.
Ghostly cry from rendezvous of past enchantment,
bony elbow echoes at the edge,
neck craning memoir a distorted mirror,
a foghorn on mute
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2020
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M, you take the reader on
M, you take the reader on such a colorful, vibrant journey. You deserve so many accolades. ~
Regina
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For that I thank you, Regina
For that I thank you, Regina.
Nicest thing one writer can say about another.
M
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